Nothing feels right, 没什么感觉不错，

But my fake smiles paint pictures like everything's fine. 但我假笑画画就像一切都很好。

Sheep like what they're told, 羊像他们被告知，

So they've got spindles spinning bad songs into gold. 因此，他们已经得到了万锭纺纱坏的歌曲变成金子。

And who decides what's wrong or right to like? 又是谁决定什么是对或错的青睐呢？

   

When the puzzle pieces twist, 当拼图扭曲，

And seem like they won't fit their match, 而且看起来他们不适合他们的比赛，

I'll be waiting, I'll be waiting. 我会等待，我会等待。

All the "best" songs, 所有的“最佳”的歌曲，

What's so "best" about 'em? 是什么让“最好”的有关他们吗？

   

I thought I was part of something more, 我以为我的东西更多的部分，

But more money, less substance, more demand. 但更多的钱，少的物质，更多的需求。

And I've heard great songs that no one understands. 而且我听说，没有人理解伟大的歌曲。

You can't lay bricks on wet cement or build castles out of sand. 你不能躺在潮湿的水泥砖或建造的城堡了沙子。

But who decides? 但谁决定？

   

But when the puzzle pieces twist, 但当拼图扭曲，

And seem like they won't fit their match, 而且看起来他们不适合他们的比赛，

Then I will try and try again, 然后，我会努力再努力，

And hope that someone understands. 并希望有人理解。

I'll be waiting, I'll be waiting. 我会等待，我会等待。

   

And they can't say they love you, 他们不能说他们爱你，

But it still won't change a thing, 但它仍然不会改变任何事情，

'cause the tides may turn tomorrow “造成潮汐可能会变成明天

And I won't be there to look. 我不会在那里看。

   

I can say - 我可以说 -

I've got to say - 我不得不说 -

Dollar by dollar, your soul gets smaller, 美元受美元，你的灵魂变得越来越小，

Trending what we fought to make ours. 趋势是我们争取使我们的。

   

They don't care about, 他们不关心，

They don't care. 他们不关心。

It's a good thing bad trends fade away. 这是一件好事，坏的趋势逐渐消失。

It's so much cooler in the shade. 它是如此的树荫下凉快很多。

   

They don't care about, 他们不关心，

They don't care. 他们不关心。

We give in nightly to our addiction. 我们以我们的网瘾给在夜间。

A self-afflicted public crucifixion. 一个自折磨公共受难。

   

They don't care about, 他们不关心，

They don't care. 他们不关心。

Dollar by dollar, your soul gets smaller, 美元受美元，你的灵魂变得越来越小，

Trending what we fought to make ours. 趋势是我们争取使我们的。

   

They don't care about, 他们不关心，

They don't care about, 他们不关心，

They don't care, 他们不关心，

They never cared. 他们从来不关心。